I fell asleep on the couch again tonight and to my horror and great pleasure I was awoken at 1:30 am by the sweet sounds of a brawl. Someone was shouting… I listened closer, the chant, “Knock ‘em out,” “Knock ‘em out,” came billowing up from the street below. Ohhhhh, I thought as I sat bolt upright and wrenched open the blinds. The people shouting were across the street and as I followed their line of sight, there was the ongoing fight occurring right under my window. How long have they been there? Probably won’t last long. I made a mad dash for the new camera. Let’s see what this baby can do, really open her up this time.
Fortunately, they were mostly in the street, and I was able to glimpse what was going on. They were white, and as such, had the foresight to remove their shirts before knocking each other senseless. Next to them a bunch of balloons and a puddle of vomit. To my dismay the fight was over fairly quickly. It ended uneventfully as one drunkie decided to stumble away.
When it was over one of the bystanders reached for the balloons and held on to them long enough to exclaim, “There’s blood on here, man, I don’t want no blood.” The balloons were discarded as quickly as they had been snatched up. And just like that the fun was over.
*First chance using the new camera at night!
**Also pictured here, my dying tree, post about this to be announced.
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